Thursday 29 September 2022

SIZEMORES GOT YOUR BACK




you know you are 
movie desensitised
when you watch 
saving private ryan
& when captain hanks 
makes it out the surf
& it all goes quiet
& hanks is all wet
& he looks around
at the red rain 
at the orphan limbs
at a flame thrower 
fuel tank on fire
& three burning men
& you think
get over there hanks
that fire will dry you
& make you peachy warm
go for it 
sizemores got your back









Wednesday 28 September 2022

NOSTALGIA 101




its a fragile bubble
thats flown & blown  
down
the
thumb tack travellators
hostile architecture

when 
septembers lowering light
is
budding & brewing 101 nostalgia 
to 
bloom & boon autumns brutal whimsy
of 
the
sad-happy memory jags waft & blast







Tuesday 27 September 2022

FEELING OLD BUT KINDRED




after dark
theres laughter
from over the rec

unhinged in the dark velvet

they must be huffing glue
or nitrous
or something new

bless their stab at freedom
but such dangerous escape

i think
feeling old but kindred








Monday 26 September 2022

LOST IN THE INSIDE FOG




where wanders
my
great
katsu ?

lost in the inside fog maybe
&
the lie of the western journey

~

soft shoes waiting
in the
work boots shadow

monopoly on the rear-view purview








Friday 23 September 2022

ECTOPIC JOURNEY WAY, A BULLET POINT POP

 


•  dew on the willow
   under an alta moon

•  led zeppelin
   in a matchbox
   lit my ectopic journey way

•  i touched jimmy once
   in wembley
   with an olive green neoprene sleeve

•  the bass 
   banished 
   my wisdom toothache

•  dew on the picnic benches
   at the black mountain 
   breakfast
   lookout 
   station








Thursday 22 September 2022

UNDER THE DRIPPING TAP, A BULLET POINT POP


 

•  are we post-humans yet ?
  
•  i feel a cosmic guilt . . .

•  lets hear it 
   for all the things undone -
   may their generated urgency fade

•  shopping mall zen & therapy apps
   battle the mad dust in flux
   outside the tv foxhole bubble 

•  would that i could 
   lay a calming balm
   on the cosmic guilt

•  the sodden sponge
   in the sink debris
   catching the dripping taps
   countdown noise
   needs wringing out at midnight







Wednesday 21 September 2022

SCREEN BURN FADED




cant recall all of this poem -

i was napping
& its screen burn faded
into dreams
of victorian era 
whisky heists

but it ended like this -

'wild & loose
 on
 the
 lsd spiderweb tangle
 of
 englands roving roads'

its beginning 
forever lost 
to the ether









Tuesday 20 September 2022

LIKE I LEFT THE ENGINE RUNNING




the myth of muse
is side effect 
of all the saliva we swallow

& it sneezes its lexicon-salad
from
inside
even
my
scheduled rest attempts


like i left the engine running 

& this heres the fumes

 





Friday 16 September 2022

PUBLIC RELATIONS VICTORIOUS




scripted history

chase the bone

media storm is repeating drone

follow follow follow
the black car with flowers

on
the
death
tv

~

generational brainwashing
held strong in the anorak lines

they think
she is
their own
council
estate
granny

wedge a flag in your hoof

stick a fork in it

im done








Thursday 15 September 2022

FERTILE FERTILE GREEN, A HISTORY POP




a long way 
       from the london carlton

ho chi min 
       digs a shitter trench

before the OSS 
       come by his cave for tea

his frailty 
       a plus somehow
       
in the rambunctious & in heat
       fertile fertile green 
       






Wednesday 14 September 2022

GARDEN POP (FT AN ORPHANED PARAPHRASED SOUNDBITE)




the weather
hits the dirt
in
a
stupid & heavy beauty

it makes the trees busy
in
the
dumb & idiot glamour
of another gloaming








Monday 12 September 2022

OPERA IN THE STREETSIDE BUZZ



theres music in things -

fun house saxophone
in the white noise
of the costco fan

top pop medleys
in the motorways
distant traffic thrum

opera inside the streetside buzz

techno when the bogs flushed

& jethro tull there
on the whistling wind









Friday 9 September 2022

WHERE HOUSES LATER WOULD BE, A CHILDHOOD POP




the park entrance gates 
were rusted open forever
& a rough path of half-bricks 
of rubble & sunken carpet 
led
the
way
down
between backyard side fences
into a dogshit field of dangerous iron

we lobbed dirt like grenades
over the fence into a garage forecourt
at a car there / bonnet up / jacked up
& the man working there / radio on pop

like he wouldnt see us
like he wouldnt know
like we were hidden
like spies on tv

he yelled i know where you live
& we scarpered shouting leg it

into the nothing land
where houses
later
would be








Thursday 8 September 2022

SKETCH POP 108

 



i scribble draw
a biro sun
on museo linen

like
a lizard
on the pillows

when
hot rocks
are his home






Tuesday 6 September 2022

BETTER ATTITUDE TOMORROW BILL



i heard
the window cleaner
calling handsfree 
saying 

if i dont come home today
i'm in prison for killing bill -
hes acting like its his OWN jubilee

bill arrived in a rattle of ladders
bill heard this 
bill left in a rattle of ladders

better attitude tomorrow eh bill ?









Monday 5 September 2022

ROUND ITS UNFINISHED EDGES




over the park
in the childhood lands
a workmans weekday digger
had shifted earth around
the unfinished edges

we climbed 
a fresh dirt hill
& hid there like spies
sneaking peeks over the top
like soldiers in cover

like lee majors
like bruce banner
book em danno 
we said
murder one

bikes stashed
in a dried stream ditch gully
in the wild lands 
of scrub & backfill
round its unfinished edges








Friday 2 September 2022

NOSTALGIA DEAD ENDED FOR THE STASIS MEAT

 



the air freshener 
in the hall outlet
smells of . . . 

. . . nostalgia

smells of when i smelt that smell

from the hall outlet 

another time 

before







Thursday 1 September 2022

DAYLIGHT CROPPED BY THE YELLOWED HALF-NETS




the nose sweat
from too many
salt & vinegar
potato crisps

reminds me of the pinball machines
of the whos tommy & star trek tng
in the back corner of the public bar

cider pints & marlboro reds
daylight cropped
by the yellowed half-nets

thames mud stink
creeping up to
the marijuana wall